This is the family motto that has been passed down in our family for three seconds.

Xia Yanchun glared sideways at Shen Nian, not knowing why she suddenly had the urge to hit him.

So, she actually punched Shen Nian. She even put a bit of strength into it, leaving Shen Nian completely bewildered.

"Why did you hit me?"

"For talking nonsense. Take that, and that." Xia Yanchun gave him two more punches.

Shen Nian squinted at her. "I didn't even mention your size. Eager to admit it, aren't you?"

"Well, you just did."

"..."

Damn, she's right.

Now he could take the beating with a clear conscience.

Xia Yanchun wasn't actually angry. After all, she knew her own size; while it couldn't be considered large, it definitely wasn't small and cute either.

She never really minded Shen Nian making dirty jokes, considering she had teased him plenty of times about such things herself.

Like clenching her fist and slowly raising a single finger... deliberately teasing and laughing at him...

If she got mad over something like this, that would be way too hypocritical.

It wasn't that she was suppressing her temper and pretending not to care; she genuinely didn't mind.

Anyway, no one else had heard it. Shen Nian was only teasing her verbally, whereas in a room with just the two of them, she had used her hands to graphically describe Shen Nian's state. No matter how you looked at it, what she did was much worse.

Words wouldn't take a piece of flesh off her, plus he wasn't even talking about her. She was no flat-chested runway.

She hit Shen Nian simply because her hands were itching to do so, nothing more.

She huffed and puffed, giving Shen Nian two slaps.

"Take that, and that."

"You're a sadist, aren't you? You look so happy hitting me."

"I think I could be." Xia Yanchun withdrew her hands, covering her mouth and snickering.

If you don't beat a man for a day, he'll climb the roof and tear off the tiles. This is our family's ancestral teaching passed down for all of three seconds. To this day, I still keep it firmly in my heart.

The wisdom of a new ancestor—you just have to admire it.

"Shoo, shoo, you little pervert. Don't disturb my fishing."

"Just keep fishing. When you sell them for money, I want a cut too."

Shen Nian pinched her soft little face. "Why should you get a cut of the fish I catch?"

"It's a companion fee. Gaming companions cost money, so why should a fishing companion be free? I came out here to accompany you fishing, which takes time and effort. It wouldn't make sense if you didn't pay up, Shen Nian. Considering you're my first client, I'll charge you a little less."

"Well, I'm a sleeping companion, but I don't see you paying me."

"Bullshit! Obviously, I'm the one who kept you company in bed."

Shen Nian stroked his chin. "So you admit you wanted to sleep with me earlier?"

"!!"

Even though she was his number one best friend in the world today, how could he still have so many schemes?

Xia Yanchun's small face turned pink, somewhat angered by Shen Nian. She furrowed her delicate brows. This time, she had completely dug her own grave.

Anyway, it was all Shen Nian's fault. Xia Yanchun remembered their family's ancestral teaching that had now been passed down for two minutes. She patted her small hands on Shen Nian's head, determined to give him a beating.

It didn't hurt or itch, so Shen Nian couldn't even be bothered to stop her.

He just treated it as a massage. It was actually quite comfortable.

He grinned and focused on fishing, casting his line into the water. A few minutes later, he started reeling in fish. The whole process was terrifyingly smooth.

Only after catching a whole bucket did Shen Nian finally stop.

Shen Nian had also bought a white plastic box with a lid and a handle, which he had left in the car. It could hold even more fish and was convenient for transporting them to the market.

"Uncle, I'm heading off now," Shen Nian waved at Chen Guangming, who was not far away.

Chen Guangming looked at Shen Nian's translucent plastic box completely full of fish, then looked at his own bucket which still only had a single half-kilo crucian carp, and fell deep into thought.

A thousand words turned into a long sigh.

"I'll fish for a little while longer," Chen Guangming said faintly.

Watching Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun drive away on their little electric scooter, Chen Guangming curled his lips into a smile.

They're finally gone!

He immediately moved to the spot where Shen Nian had just been and started fishing without a second thought.

To be able to catch so many fish, this must be a treasured spot of good feng shui. He absolutely couldn't miss it.

Ten minutes later, everything was as usual.

For an angler, ten minutes was just the blink of an eye. If you couldn't even wait that long, you shouldn't be fishing.

Twenty minutes later, everything was as usual.

It's fine, it's fine.

Half an hour later, Chen Guangming looked at his blurry reflection in the river and laughed out of sheer frustration.

Why aren't you giving me any fish? It wasn't like this just a moment ago!

...

At the market, Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun squatted on the side for a long time, but only managed to sell two or three fish. There was still a huge pile left in the plastic bucket.

"We can't seem to sell them."

"That's normal. Not many people know a good thing when they see it."

"The fish you caught aren't even moving. They look like they're dead."

"The fish I catch are just emotionally stable. Anyone who knows their stuff will instantly recognize they're top-quality," Shen Nian said with conviction.

And it was true. The fish caught using his Fishing Mastery had incredibly delicious meat. Eating them was as addictive as a drug.

Otherwise, why would a certain school leader want to eat more after trying them once, even seeking him out at school to discuss buying fish, which forced him to specifically go out and fish?

If they weren't delicious to the extreme, how could they have such an effect?

It's just that these fish looked a bit like they were slacking off while alive. If they were in a good environment, Shen Nian had absolutely no doubt that these fish would happily float belly up.

They had the dead fish cosplay down to an art.

Could it be that the fish caught by my Fishing Mastery aren't the geniuses of the fish clan, but the demonic cultivators of the fish clan?

"Fish for sale! Freshly caught fish! If they're not delicious, they're free!"

Xia Yanchun suddenly hollered right next to him.

"Holy crap, you scared me."

"Scared by just that? Coward," Xia Yanchun curled her lip.

"Anyone would be startled if you suddenly yelled like that, no matter how brave they are, okay?"

Even someone who could live alone in a graveyard for two days would be scared by a jump scare in a horror movie. Although it's a cheap trick, it's effective.

"I wouldn't be," Xia Yanchun hmphed.

"It's the same kind of sudden noise. Let's see if you'd be scared if I knocked on your door while you were taking a shower."

"...That's completely different."

"It's the same."

"Pighead. If you dare, I'll tell your mom that you tried to peep on me in the shower."

"Then I'll just have to resort to mutual destruction and tell your mom the fact that you stayed over at my house, put your hair tie on my wrist, and even wanted to touch my abs."

"..."

In this era of magical bombardment, Xia Yanchun couldn't gain the upper hand against Shen Nian.

How could this be!

"My status as your number one best friend in the world is vaguely starting to loosen. Do you have any idea why?"

"Loser, mine is as solid as an impenetrable fortress."

"..."

Haha, her teeth were feeling a bit itchy.

Smiling sweetly, Xia Yanchun hooked Shen Nian's arm, rolled up his sleeve a bit, and bit down on him under his bewildered gaze.

Shen Nian's arm was one long piece, and a teething stick was also one long piece. Fun fact: Shen Nian had never denied that his arm was a teething stick.

Cosplaying as a teething stick with your own arm just for me? Thank you so much.

"Hiss..."

Shen Nian narrowed his eyes. This damn Chunbao had little fangs; her bite actually hurt quite a bit.